“It’s fine. Fighting will warm you up quickly.”
Terose looked at his colleagues that believed in him and followed him all the way here and nodded.
“We must fight for sure.”
Scorpion King’s Tomb Quest!
Due to that incident, the Crimson Wing Guild disbanded, but the people that formed the core did not leave.
Magma Witch Psyche and Light Bearer Mako. Assault Captain Bastien. The elite of Crimson Wing Guild hid their names, switched armors, and took part in the Cold Rose Guild’s expedition.
From the beginning, the last thing in the world they wanted was to mix in with another guild’s expedition. Crimson Wing tried to directly set up their own expedition group. But bad things happened all at once and the situation continued to worsen. Guilds seceded from the alliance. As a result, the towns they held were attacked from the front and because of the Scorpion King’s Tomb, they were pressured with funding.
This chain of bad events was enough to crash Crimson Wing from the top 10 guilds in Versailles Continent. As a result, the guild inevitably had to disband. The heads remained till the end defending it to the death, but the slowly crumbling guild was seen to not even number in the tens of thousands.
‘But we will rise once again.’
Terose wanted to regain his honor and revive Crimson Wing.
‘The place will be the North.’
To reverse everything and revive the guild, the expedition!
‘To return the continent to normal is our responsibility that cannot be passed to anyone.’
Terose smiled coldly.
***
The expedition led by Cold Rose Guild was still in trouble. They confidently brought a large number of people, but all kinds of problems appeared one after another.
The expedition brought a massive number cooks! Nothing went well in the early days of the expedition. To raise the morale of the expedition crew, they made lots of food to give them. Eating delicious food would bring up their spirits.
To Oberon and Drum, it looked like they bought enough supples to not be overburdened. But the amount of food ingredients used by the expedition was beyond imagination. Those who had nothing much to do in this cold place relieved stress by eating food the cooks made.
“Delicious.”